
I am slowly becoming an Austrian. Yesterday, I went sledding, something I haven't done since I was probably twelve. But it was sooooo much fun! I can't wait to go again!


...or breathing fire!
But we had a lot of fun. We all got switched pretty good. We then hung out at a couple of bars until the Disco Bus came. More than 120 people were waiting for the 1:10 am bus, and when it arrived there was a huge crush of people, most of them drunk, who by God wanted to get on the bus. Once the crowd surged so forcefully I was thrown to the pavement and the bruise I have looks like I got hit with a softball. Needless to say, next time we're just going to rent a car!



Krampus is the satanic companion of St. Nicholas (yes, Santa Claus). You can read more about Krampus here. On December 5, Krampus-Spiele will be played out all over Austria. Actors playing St. Nicholas and Krampus will visit children in their homes, and ask them if they know how to pray. St. Nick will reward children who pray with a satsuma. If they can't demonstrate that they can pray, Krampus will pound their toes with a hammer. This used to happen at Krampus parades, but there were so many injuries that now they just whip bystanders with horsehair whips. Sounds like some sort of hold-over Roman ritual to me!
At the Krampus parade this evening, there were over 400 people dressed in Krampus costumes (plus a few St. Nicks and angels). Somes "krewes" had floats like the one above, and it was pretty much like a Rammstein concert (or like I imagine a Rammstein concert would be!) with music, smoke, and pyrotechnic effects. The masks are amazing, and most of the costumes are embellished with giant bells on their back sides and chains. The basket is, I think, also for naughty boys and girls.

This is the view of Irdning, the town where we live, from the Gipfelkreuz (cross at the peak of a mountain):
Hello all! Sorry to be so quiet, but things are settling into a routine. I will tell you a little about the Stainach Matura Ball (my camera ran out of batteries... you can see photos here) and about my first big weekend in Vienna.
Hector and Achilles had a dance-off in 1920s fashion; Circe turned Odysseus' men into various animals, but eventually love won out... led by six guys in Cupid costumes, complete with tutus and blonde wigs! The evening was a tremendous success, except I had to go home on the Disco-bus. Imagine, if you will, me on a bus with 70 drunken teenagers at 2:00 am. Yikes!